Leaving my job because I'm just burnt out of crappy co-workers. (long rant, sorry)

I've worked with mentally disabled clients for over a decade and truly love the job—it's rewarding, low-stress in many ways. Picnics, zoo trips, bowling, movie days, nerf battles, laser tag, and all being paid to do it on the company dollar. Most people would kill for perks like that.

The problem isn't the clients; it's my co-workers. I've been picking up doubles every Sunday for 8 months, always saying yes to extra shifts; even did a long stint of 1st, 2nd, and 3rd shift schedules in the same week when one of the night shift ladies broke a leg. When I'm there, incidents are rare. Clients are safe, happy, and well-cared-for. On weekends I'm off, it's the opposite: over 70 incidents in the past year, with only a small handful having my name attached to them. When I'm there? Place is butter almost. I'm not perfect, I make mistakes, we all do and I own those. I've been reprimanded before for doing something wrong. It happens to everyone now and then.

I pay close attention, intervene quickly (like spotting signs signaling an imminent behavior), and file honest reports when needed. But the negativity, political arguments because these people love the political talk, and overall hateful vibe from coworkers is exhausting. Especially around vulnerable people with conditions like Tourette's, schizophrenia, mild to moderate Mental Retardation, other random mental disabilities, and traumatic backgrounds. I just don't have the patience anymore to deal with that while trying to help the clients.

It sucks to even think about leaving over something so "stupid," but I'm burned out. I feel awful about it because I genuinely love working with these guys. I feel like I am failing them but it's been a solid years worth of this crap. I can't take it anymore. I need to focus on my own mental health right now. I can't stay in this place and remain happy, it's getting too hard to just be happy on my own time off.

And I'm a veteran, I was front lines Infantry. I don't give up, I DO NOT QUIT, it's just not part of us. If I fail at something I back off, reassess, and come in on a different angle. I will find what works. When I can't? I rely on my team, but the team is actively being the main issue. This is the first true time where I just said that I can't take it anymore. It really hurts deeply.

I also have reported co-workers but nothing ever changes. We barely have the employees to run all the homes in the area. We have floaters all over the place randomly. So punishments happen but no one is fired. It's just not monetarily possible with such a horrible application pool. It's good pay but no one wants to do this job. So many are "too good" to wipe dribble off a grown mans face, or dress him, or bath him if he needs such assistance. So my reports just pissed them off, I'd get flak fired back and I just stopped.